"Touchy ain't he?" Amy asked, grabbing Daemon's arm and pulling him along
behind her as they headed for the plane.
"He hasn't seen his fiancée in a while."
"Fiancée? He doesn't look old enough to be engaged."
"He's almost 17 I think."
"But you can't get married until you're 18."
Daemon shrugged, "That's his business."
"As an expert on underage engagements they're probably only engaged so if they have a baby they can just get married!!" Amy argued.
"Diana and Shiro aren't like that at all. Besides, it's not my business, Amy."
"You should make it your business," Amy pushed.
"I'm sorry," a humble brunette in front of the two tangled teens interrupted as they reached the boarding lane. "I couldn't help but overhear you saying that this gentleman should make his friend's engagement his business."
"And what of it?" Amy asked coldly.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but he shouldn't interfere with his friend's personal life."
"Who asked you, Wretch?"
"That was rude," the young male teenager interrupted.
"She shouldn't listen to our conversations," Amy replied hotly. "Besides, who are you going to listen to? An ugly brunette you just met or me?"
Daemon blinked at Amy. He could now see the demon in her. She was petty and jealous. The brunette was only trying to get Daemon to see what lies Amy was telling him. He guessed the small brunette had been involved with something similar to his situation before and maybe she'd gotten 'burnt'. Amy was probably more interested in Daemon's body than anything else.
'You're a smart tack,' Zero replied. 'Shiro could see right through her.'
'Be quiet, Zero. I've seen through her before it got too far so there.'
"I'm afraid she's right," Daemon replied, pulling his arm out of her grasp. "It IS none of my business. Besides, while I don't get along way too well with the guy I don't object to their decision to be engaged."
"Well, fine! I guess only girls would want you for your body and not your brains because you just proved how stupid you are!" Amy spat.
"Be nice to him," the brunette said, stepping toward Daemon.
"Get out of here you dog!" Amy retorted, reaching toward the girl to do physical damage to her.
"You go ahead of us," Daemon said, grabbing Amy's arm and the brunette's and pushing Amy forward; the brunette he pulled back gently. "I've more to discuss with this gentle girl here than you."
"Fine!" Amy huffed, turning away from the two and handing her ticket to the attendant. "I hope you two are happy together."
"A lot happier than I would have been with you," Daemon replied coolly.
"This is the wrong port for your ticket," the attendant interrupted.
"What?"
"You're heading for Chicago, please head to dock port 9."
"Hmp!" Amy growled as she pushed her way past Daemon and the brunette.
The dark haired teenage boy handed his ticket to the flight attendant.
"I'm Daemon Zero, what's your name?" Daemon thanked the attendant as she handed Daemon back his ticket. The girl stepped forward and handed the woman hers.
"Thanks," the girl said to the attendant. "I'm Melody Starr." The two headed into the quiet lane towards the plane.
"Why are you on your way to Ankara?"
"Terrorists are after me," Melody whispered.
"Who? Why?" Daemon whispered back, frowning.
"I know about a secret plan of the 'X', a seemingly harmless organization."
"Ha!" Daemon laughed, "harmless indeed. What is it you know?"
"Don't ask me that, please."
"If it's any consolidation, they're after my life as well."
"May I ask why?"
"I'm involved with the G-Alloids."
"You mean the kids that are a mix between humans and the Gundams?" Melody's eyebrows went up.
"Yea."
"That's why they're after me! I know the location of the sixth one!"
"SIX!?" Daemon whispered fiercely, stopping before they reached the plane. "There's a sixth?!"
"Yes."
"Which Gundam?"
"Shining Gundam."
"But he's dead!.Isn't he?"
Melody smiled, "I can tell you really are involved if you know the sixth is a boy."
"The Deathscythe G-Alloid was a friend of his."
"That's why I'm going to Ankara, so I can head for Greece."
"He's still in Greece?"
"Never left."
"That MUST be why she's heading there," Daemon muttered under his breath.
"Who?"
"Trio."
"Oh. She might be heading there for another reason, Daemon."
"Like what?"
"There's a spaceport in Greece."
"Good Gundam! That's EXACTLY where she's heading!" Daemon started to bolt for the plane.
"Daemon," Melody spoke, grabbing his arm, "what exactly is your connection to all this?"
"Um."
"Daemon, we know both of us are involved in this; so if you tell me, maybe I can be of more assistance. I haven't told you everything."
"Melody, I don't know if I can tell you just yet."
"DAEMON ZERO! I've told you I'M involved and that in itself is a danger for ME to say. Please, I need to know."
"I.I'm the leader of the G-Alloids."
Melody gasped, letting go of Daemon's arm. "You're the Wing Zero G- Alloid?!"
"I'm afraid so," Daemon replied, his head sagging down.
"That's great!" Melody's face shone. "Now that you mention it, I can see your resemblance to Heero Yuy."
"Huh?" Daemon blinked.
"Do you have proof?" Melody asked, skeptically.
"Of course!" Daemon replied, undoing a few buttons and slipping his left arm out of sleeve.
Daemon was suddenly struck with a feeling of concern. 'Why am I showing this girl I just met the darkest secret I possess? What if she's the enemy?'
'She's been infused with Gundaniam Alloy, but she failed to develop properly. I just picked up the signal.'
'You sure?'
'If I'm wrong, blame me.'
'That's still not very convincing.'
'She's cute isn't she? I think she likes you.'
'Wing! That's not got anything to do with it.'
'I promise you, she's safe.'
"Thanks pal," Daemon muttered sarcastically.
"Who are you talking to?" Melody asked, looking around.
"Wing Zero. He has just informed me that you're an undeveloped G-Alloid."
For a moment Melody froze, like a deer caught in the middle of the road. "You really are a G-Alloid," Melody gaped at Daemon. "No one knows that. At least, no one USED to know that."
"Then do I need to show you my back?"
Melody laughed, "No, I believe you."
"Than let's get on the plane before it takes off."
"Please climb into the plane, it's almost time to leave," the flight attendant came up behind the two.
"We were just about to do that, Miss," Daemon politely informed the woman as he gingerly took Melody's arm and walked toward his friends, who had sat at the back of the plane.
"Who you got NOW?" Shiro asked.
"An underdeveloped G-Alloid," the G-Alloid leader whispered.
"WHAT?!" Jerome screeched, standing up. A few people on the plane turned back towards Jerome and hushed him. Glaring and red in the face, Jerome sat down and leaned his face between the seats. "What do you mean?"
"She was given just Gundaniam Alloy and she didn't develop enough for 'X' to be concerned with her, until now."
"Want to join us?" Alex asked nicely.
"If it'll keep me out of their clutches, I'd be happy to," Melody replied, smiling at her 'Knight in shining armor', Daemon.
"He hasn't seen his fiancée in a while."
"Fiancée? He doesn't look old enough to be engaged."
"He's almost 17 I think."
"But you can't get married until you're 18."
Daemon shrugged, "That's his business."
"As an expert on underage engagements they're probably only engaged so if they have a baby they can just get married!!" Amy argued.
"Diana and Shiro aren't like that at all. Besides, it's not my business, Amy."
"You should make it your business," Amy pushed.
"I'm sorry," a humble brunette in front of the two tangled teens interrupted as they reached the boarding lane. "I couldn't help but overhear you saying that this gentleman should make his friend's engagement his business."
"And what of it?" Amy asked coldly.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but he shouldn't interfere with his friend's personal life."
"Who asked you, Wretch?"
"That was rude," the young male teenager interrupted.
"She shouldn't listen to our conversations," Amy replied hotly. "Besides, who are you going to listen to? An ugly brunette you just met or me?"
Daemon blinked at Amy. He could now see the demon in her. She was petty and jealous. The brunette was only trying to get Daemon to see what lies Amy was telling him. He guessed the small brunette had been involved with something similar to his situation before and maybe she'd gotten 'burnt'. Amy was probably more interested in Daemon's body than anything else.
'You're a smart tack,' Zero replied. 'Shiro could see right through her.'
'Be quiet, Zero. I've seen through her before it got too far so there.'
"I'm afraid she's right," Daemon replied, pulling his arm out of her grasp. "It IS none of my business. Besides, while I don't get along way too well with the guy I don't object to their decision to be engaged."
"Well, fine! I guess only girls would want you for your body and not your brains because you just proved how stupid you are!" Amy spat.
"Be nice to him," the brunette said, stepping toward Daemon.
"Get out of here you dog!" Amy retorted, reaching toward the girl to do physical damage to her.
"You go ahead of us," Daemon said, grabbing Amy's arm and the brunette's and pushing Amy forward; the brunette he pulled back gently. "I've more to discuss with this gentle girl here than you."
"Fine!" Amy huffed, turning away from the two and handing her ticket to the attendant. "I hope you two are happy together."
"A lot happier than I would have been with you," Daemon replied coolly.
"This is the wrong port for your ticket," the attendant interrupted.
"What?"
"You're heading for Chicago, please head to dock port 9."
"Hmp!" Amy growled as she pushed her way past Daemon and the brunette.
The dark haired teenage boy handed his ticket to the flight attendant.
"I'm Daemon Zero, what's your name?" Daemon thanked the attendant as she handed Daemon back his ticket. The girl stepped forward and handed the woman hers.
"Thanks," the girl said to the attendant. "I'm Melody Starr." The two headed into the quiet lane towards the plane.
"Why are you on your way to Ankara?"
"Terrorists are after me," Melody whispered.
"Who? Why?" Daemon whispered back, frowning.
"I know about a secret plan of the 'X', a seemingly harmless organization."
"Ha!" Daemon laughed, "harmless indeed. What is it you know?"
"Don't ask me that, please."
"If it's any consolidation, they're after my life as well."
"May I ask why?"
"I'm involved with the G-Alloids."
"You mean the kids that are a mix between humans and the Gundams?" Melody's eyebrows went up.
"Yea."
"That's why they're after me! I know the location of the sixth one!"
"SIX!?" Daemon whispered fiercely, stopping before they reached the plane. "There's a sixth?!"
"Yes."
"Which Gundam?"
"Shining Gundam."
"But he's dead!.Isn't he?"
Melody smiled, "I can tell you really are involved if you know the sixth is a boy."
"The Deathscythe G-Alloid was a friend of his."
"That's why I'm going to Ankara, so I can head for Greece."
"He's still in Greece?"
"Never left."
"That MUST be why she's heading there," Daemon muttered under his breath.
"Who?"
"Trio."
"Oh. She might be heading there for another reason, Daemon."
"Like what?"
"There's a spaceport in Greece."
"Good Gundam! That's EXACTLY where she's heading!" Daemon started to bolt for the plane.
"Daemon," Melody spoke, grabbing his arm, "what exactly is your connection to all this?"
"Um."
"Daemon, we know both of us are involved in this; so if you tell me, maybe I can be of more assistance. I haven't told you everything."
"Melody, I don't know if I can tell you just yet."
"DAEMON ZERO! I've told you I'M involved and that in itself is a danger for ME to say. Please, I need to know."
"I.I'm the leader of the G-Alloids."
Melody gasped, letting go of Daemon's arm. "You're the Wing Zero G- Alloid?!"
"I'm afraid so," Daemon replied, his head sagging down.
"That's great!" Melody's face shone. "Now that you mention it, I can see your resemblance to Heero Yuy."
"Huh?" Daemon blinked.
"Do you have proof?" Melody asked, skeptically.
"Of course!" Daemon replied, undoing a few buttons and slipping his left arm out of sleeve.
Daemon was suddenly struck with a feeling of concern. 'Why am I showing this girl I just met the darkest secret I possess? What if she's the enemy?'
'She's been infused with Gundaniam Alloy, but she failed to develop properly. I just picked up the signal.'
'You sure?'
'If I'm wrong, blame me.'
'That's still not very convincing.'
'She's cute isn't she? I think she likes you.'
'Wing! That's not got anything to do with it.'
'I promise you, she's safe.'
"Thanks pal," Daemon muttered sarcastically.
"Who are you talking to?" Melody asked, looking around.
"Wing Zero. He has just informed me that you're an undeveloped G-Alloid."
For a moment Melody froze, like a deer caught in the middle of the road. "You really are a G-Alloid," Melody gaped at Daemon. "No one knows that. At least, no one USED to know that."
"Then do I need to show you my back?"
Melody laughed, "No, I believe you."
"Than let's get on the plane before it takes off."
"Please climb into the plane, it's almost time to leave," the flight attendant came up behind the two.
"We were just about to do that, Miss," Daemon politely informed the woman as he gingerly took Melody's arm and walked toward his friends, who had sat at the back of the plane.
"Who you got NOW?" Shiro asked.
"An underdeveloped G-Alloid," the G-Alloid leader whispered.
"WHAT?!" Jerome screeched, standing up. A few people on the plane turned back towards Jerome and hushed him. Glaring and red in the face, Jerome sat down and leaned his face between the seats. "What do you mean?"
"She was given just Gundaniam Alloy and she didn't develop enough for 'X' to be concerned with her, until now."
"Want to join us?" Alex asked nicely.
"If it'll keep me out of their clutches, I'd be happy to," Melody replied, smiling at her 'Knight in shining armor', Daemon.